His ears perked up and he bounded over to me, pushing me over with his strength and I laughed for the first time in six months.
"How did you do that?" She gasped.
"I know him" I replied with a wide smile, finally something was worth smiling for.
He was licking my face and trying to stick his tongue in my ear just like before, memories came flooding back to me like a tsunami and I fought to remain calm.
"Well it seems he's found his new owner, if you'll take him" she gave a small smile.
"I'd love to" I replied, getting some money out of my pocket and handing it to her.
"Nono, please I don't want your money."
"You have no idea how much you've given me, please take it." I replied and stuffed it in her hand.
Before she could try to give it back, I was running back to my car, I still had to pick up another little mite.
"Thank you!" I shouted
"No, thank you!" She replied with a chuckle.
I stopped and ran back to her before giving her the same paper she gave me. "Can I have your number so you'll be able to see him again?" I asked.
She nodded with a wide smile and wrote down her number.
"I'm Yoona!" She shouted as I ran away again.
"Tiffany!" I replied before sprinting with everything I had, finally getting back in my car and driving away, Ginger in tow.
It was him, Ginger was housed with him, I just knew it. I drove to the address she gave me and pulled up beside a gross looking building. I half ran to the door bringing Ginger with me and told the person at the counter I was looking for a white Maltese that had come in with the dog beside me. He smiled as he looked at Ginger and led me to the back.
The sound of barking and yipping filled my ears giving me a splitting headache but I didn't care, I needed him back with me.
"Ah he's right...here" he stopped in front of an empty cage, his face filled with confusion. "He should be here...fuck"
"What, what!" I cried
"He was deemed unsafe for rehoming so they took him downstairs to be...euthanised." He said regretfully while reading a note that was stuck to the cage
"What!" I screeched, scaring Ginger in the process. "When?"
"An hour ago" he said sadly before his face lit up slightly. "He may be still there, come on!"
I ran with the rather portly guy and we burst in through a door where they housed all the dogs that were going to get put down, I refused to look into their eyes. He looked through the cages and saw a tag with 'White Maltese' on it but it was empty.
He then rushed to a room and shut the door behind him, I felt sick. He could be dead all because he was scared to be with anyone but his mom. I crouched down and cried with Ginger who clearly hated being back in this place by the way he was trembling. A door swishing open made me lift up my head only to make me cry more.
The guy had in his arms my little Prince who wasn't so little anymore. I walked to him and held him in my arms as he sniffed me and then proceeded to lick my face.
"You're definitely his mom huh? He's bitten everyone else. Look" the guy held up a bloody finger and I just had to chuckle.
"I'll take him" I said and took both dogs back to the hallway where I paid for Prince with the rest of my money. "Thank you so much" I said with upmost gratitude. He bowed in response and I bowed even lower before leaving and going back to the car with my two sons. I smiled as I watched my two babies play with each other in the back seat and I had to say, my heart was beginning to mend slightly.
Life...was a little easier after that. Every time I had one of my depression spells, either Prince or Ginger would come and cheer me up one way or another. My dad was overjoyed and actually broke down in tears when he saw me smile once I brought them home. He didn't like dogs but didn't hesitate when he allowed me to keep them both, he knew I needed them.
Jessica couldn't believe it the first time she walked in my room and saw the familiar dogs bombard her. She had seen them from all the photos I had shown her on my phone before all this happened. It took a while for her mind to actually click that these were Taeyeon's dogs but once she did, she hugged me as I cried. I was so relieved to have just a part of Taeyeon back with me, dog form or not.
They began to become all my life was about. I lived to make them happy for what they had been put through. Yes, I had been the one to have my heart broken and trampled but what about them? Ginger was two years old...he grew up with her and for her to suddenly leave and for him to have been thrust into a small and dark cage with loud noises and other dogs barking, it must have been terrifying.
Prince was my dog, but he spent time with both me and Taeyeon since I went over her house often. She was like a second mother to him even though I had only had him a short while. Remember it was just a few days after Christmas that Taeyeon disappeared. Prince and I's bond hadn't been properly secured but I could now change that.
He had lived a life of fear, biting anyone who touched him. He was only twelve weeks old when Tae had got him for me. Pounds usually put dogs down if they didn't rehome them within a specific amount of time, but a lot of people had interest in Ginger I was told. However, because of the bond between the two dogs, Ginger had acted like a protective older brother who growled if anyone tried to take him away from Prince.
How Yoona got Ginger away was a mystery but I was so thankful to her, if she hadn't been at the right place at the right time...they wouldn't be with me now.
